Your Score: SurpriseAdoption Cat

38% Affectionate, 56% Excitable, 48% Hungry


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For those that don't know/care/talk to me in ways other than the internet I'm leaving for Crescent City on Friday morning to sail up the Pacific Coast. If I'm lost at sea (that still happens, more often to smokers) I want all of you to throw a bottle of whiskey (nothing Canadian) into the nearest body of salt water, tell Davey Jones to fuck ( Read more... )

I had to take the Meyer's-Brigg's again today. I scored zero in "Feeling". I'm a fucking jerk.

Is that really another note, or does it just serve as another example?

I think it's time that I admitted to myself that I'm one of the weirder people that I know. Picture last night if you will: I'm sitting in my apartment in a wife-beater; tallboy of PBR on the coffee table; watching a Rocky movie (the new one) with a cigarette sticking out of my mouth and... I'm knitting. Not to mention tonight, sipping wine and ( Read more... )

You can't cross the Equator longitudinally you fucking douchebags. Think about it.

Well, I guess that storm is over. I feel like every time I post anything it's mostly catch up, but five months? There is no boat yet, Amy and I broke up then got together again then lived together for a month while I looked for an apartment then broke up again and now we have a great relationship again. Now I live downtown again. By myself. ( Read more... )

So, Eamon and I dressed as late 19th century industrialists for a badminton tournament that we got creamed in, and I took over Ben's totally bitchin' scooter who from here on out will be referred to as Sheenah. I finished writing the first issue of the comic that Lukas, Troy and I are are doing. And I finally quit my fucking job at Housing. It' ( Read more... )

I finished June Clean-up on Friday and that was the worst thing ever. Nick and I skipped out of the after party to the Brotherhood for a bit. There we met the Galaga champion of the world, who was a little bitter about the fact that we really didn't give a shit. In the end, he was waiting for us outside so we could chat about our blatant ( Read more... )

I'm almost done packing. Until June, check in on my wacky adventures here: ketoojin There's nothing there yet, but it'll be updated far more regularly than this piece of crap. It'll help if your computers can display Japanese text because there will be some.